When I say no, I mean NO!

Coming home to find the Christmas tree being decorated by a sexy Mrs. Claus is great but when you find out that she plans on going to a retirement home dressed like that it's not good at all,..for her.

Then to top it off she actually looks at me and says, "I'm going to go!"

That's when you grab a bench and even if the window shade is up you put her across your lap and start teaching her to NOT talk back.

That seems to be a constant problem for Holly so after her first OTK she goes to her knees and begins to please but using her lips for something more productive than talking back.

It's always important to maintain control so no matter how well she pleases her bottom must still turn the desired red I like to see.

I had a Ho, ho, ho and merry ol' time with teaching Holly that talking back to me is never a good idea.

Learning to Obey!

I'm not sure why learning to obey is such a hard thing for a submissive to do.  No one is perfect and I don't by any means expect anything close to perfection.  What I do expect, like other REAL Alpha Males who would be called "Dom's" is an honest effort.

My wife will obey to avoid getting spanked.  However, when she gets side tracked and isn't obeying she recognizes a good spanking is healthy for her but by no mean enjoyable.

Holly, on the other hand, has the same attitude but also finds pleasure from being put in her place by a man who does it benevolently.  Holly wants to obey but also wants to be punished because she is aroused by it.

Yesterday I suggested that we concentrate cleaning and arranging a room that was beginning to become a "catch all" for just about everything.  My wife got the feeling that if it wasn't done she'd be looking at the floor while bent over my lap and I could tell it wasn't a view she wanted to re-experience.  So, we had a very productive day with shampooing the rug, arranging and just plain putting things where they should go.  Everyone is pleased with the progress.

Holly, on the other hand, is pleased but showed a bit of procrastination.  Not to mention doing some pouting along the way.  An excellent training method for pouting is her lips around my cock and that's right where they went.  However, she like most submissives, likes her lips around a hard cock so to make it more of a method for disciplining there's a lot of pushing my cock in as far as I can go so she gags.  After doing that for a time the pouting stopped and the right responses began to emerge from her mouth.

It's clear to me now that she will need a lot more training than I imagined.  She already understands that in our relationship she's more of a man toy but it's clear that there needs to be a lot more training in obeying like her sister.  I have a lot of ideas but if there are any readers who want to put in some suggestions and post them I'm open to reading them.      

The desire to do myself

One of the main things I am always working on is to NOT masturbate.  The desire comes up daily and I have to tell myself that that's what my wife is for.  And I don't mean it in a negative way.  Her desire is to please me sexually whether it's a handjob, blowjob or me fucking her so it's hard for her to walk afterward.

I'm in control of that and need to simply tell her it's time.  If she's out watering the lawn when I get home from work then she wants me to point into the house to let her know I want her.  She's good a so many things but not when it comes to interpreting what I want sexually and when I want it.  So it's best for both of us for me to direct and instruct.  We both get satisfied and she doesn't have to go through the formidable task of trying to figure out the when and how.

Where's the beef spanking

One of the things my wife would admit she gives a reasonable amount of effort doing is "misdirection" in regard to her bottom getting spanked.

She knew a spanking was coming when I got home yesterday from work for her attitude and lack of concern toward preparing dinner the evening before.  So when I walked through the door I could clearly see the living room was picked up and vacuumed.  I could hear the laundry going and there she was in the kitchen putting dishes in the dishwasher too.  Those were things that needed to be done but the fact they were all being done at that time is part of her misdirection.  She figured that I would be happy to see what had gotten done and what was being done around the house so I'd forgive, or forget, what needed to happen regarding her spanking.

There have been plenty of times when I've fixed dinner for myself after work.  All of them have been good reasons and I had little to know problem with doing that.  It was a problem Thursday evening because I was just told that she was going to the store because there was a sale.  She didn't mention anything about bringing home a pizza, or fixing dinner when she got home, or me fixing dinner myself.  So when I sent her a text about when she'd home and did she plan on dinner she seemed unconcerned.  It's not that I'm helpless it's that I work all day and it is her job to prepare dinner, or make arrangements for dinner, not mine.

So when I got home Friday after work to find her loading the dishwasher I made it quick with I'll see you in our bed room.  There was no trying to get out of it as I followed her into the room.  I sat down on the edge of the bed as she pulled down and off her pants and panties and then she put herself across my lap.  It's not like this hasn't happened before either, not having dinner ready or planned.  She knows that if she's spanked for something then she'll stay on top of it.  If she's not spanked then she knows she'll continue pushing the limits.  Truth is she likes a man to put his foot down and say, "That's it, no more."  Putting my foot down means making her bottom red but she respects that and if she didn't then she wouldn't willfully put herself across my lap after striping from the waist down. 

I forgot to mention that her submissiveness and obedience to her spanking aroused me so much that after the hugs and kisses, that always follow her spankings, we made love with her red as up in the air and her moaning like she didn't want the sex to stop.

A little more about Me

Doris Day's bottom from "Teacher's Pet"

I was born during in the worst recession since WWII, the average cost of a house was $12,750, the average rent was $92 a month, gas was 25 cents a gallon, a first class postage stamp was 4 cents, minimum wage was $1 hour and men were men and women were glad they were.

Those times weren't perfect of course.  No time in history has been perfect and that's a fact.  I recall knowing a few kids who's parents were divorced and that's it.  Back then 99% of the kids I grew up with had parents who weren't divorced and if they were being raised by a single parent it was most likely because their father or mother had died.

I don't recall any of us kids being worried about strangers grabbing us off the play grounds or even hearing about it on the news.  Times really were different back then.

I recall going to a private school that used corporal punishment as one method of discipline.  To offset tuition my parents and I, mostly my mom and I, cleaned the small school as I recall 3 times a week.  I remember one afternoon my mom was running late and instead of cleaning I got curious and started looking around the school.  There were classrooms I'd never been in and wanted to check them out.

I was just about to open double doors that went into the higher grade part of the school when I heard the distinctive sound of smacks.  They seemed to bounce off every wall and it was hard to pin point were the smacks were coming from but it was definitely flesh on flesh, so to speak.  It wasn't long into the smacks that the crying began and I could tell it was a female who was getting spanked.

The spanking went on for a few minutes and from what I recall there was no scolding or pleas from the spankee to stop.  When the spanking finally ended and there was only crying one of the male teachers at the school left the room and headed down the hall.  It wasn't a long hall way and it didn't take long before he had grabbed his suitcase and was locking the door behind him.  About the same time he got to the classroom door that he had come out of it opened and out stepped his wife who was also a teacher there at the school.

After giving him a hug and them both walking down the small set of stares to leave the building it hadn't occurred to me yet that she was the one getting the spanking.

I can't begin to explain how I felt that day.  I think I was 12 or 13 and even though I didn't see anything I was hard as a rock.  The sounds and visual image of her getting spanked had stirred up an excitement I'd never felt before.

After that event I began noticing spankings going on in the world far more than I ever thought.  It was in the movies with John Wayne and other actors too.  It wasn't long, I recall, that I saw spanking as more or less normal.  What I didn't think was normal at all was getting sexually aroused by it.  I mean I didn't just get hard I got ROCK hard.  I could view pictures in say "Playboy" and I'd get aroused but if I viewed the same pictures and fantasized I was spanking them, or going to, I'd get even more aroused.

Loom and Doom!

I don't want to live life like I'm an Ogre lurking around every corner waiting for my wife to mess up.  And I don't want her to feel the same way either but here's the thing.  She's known since last Friday that I wanted her to work on cleaning and organizing a specific room in our house.  She agreed that the room needed her serious attention and that she would have it done.  This past week the weather has been great so instead of working on the room she made the choice of going outside and working in the yard ALL week.  Now the yard is beginning to really take shape and I commend her for the fine job she did,..on the yard.  However, she didn't just disobey me regarding the room this week.  To me she willfully disobeyed me.  She made the decision to not spend even a minute on the room and do only what she wanted to do and not what needed to be done.

Before her spanking we had a talk on the couch in the living room and I could tell at first that she thought she would be getting away with it because of her kidding around and how she justified doing the yard work instead.  As if that made up for not doing what she needed to do with the room.  Finally, I could see her mood change and I could tell she was telling herself, "I'm not getting out of it this time."  So I sent her to our bedroom.

When I got there the lights where out and her bottom wasn't bared so immediately that made her up coming spanking longer and harder because she knows how she's supposed to get ready.  She slipped everything off from the waist down and slide across my lap on the bed and then she got it good.  Halfway into her spanking, as I could see her bottom went from a silky white to a soft red, I started getting very turned on.  Part of it is the sound of the spanking, part of it is the color of her bottom and part of getting turned on is her vocal expressions.  But overall I'm turned on by her complete submission to what was obviously a sound spanking.  

When the lesson to not disobey me was over I told her to get up on the bed, she knows the position, and she practically flew there.  So within seconds her bottom went from a flaming torch to her vagina being filled with my cock.  Her please for spanking comfort went into moans of, "Oh he's so hard."

Afterward she admitted that she tends to push the limits and that she deserved the spanking.  And she also added that she had forgotten, just a bit, about how heavy the palm of my hand is and how much my spankings sting.  It had been awhile.  So I suggested a weekly maintenance spanking and she said thanks but she didn't think she would need that. lol

Words to describe her!

Most of the time there are no words to describe how my wife lights up my life.  I simply wanted to take this time and tell her that, even though she needs her bottom spanked from time to time, she's been the perfect wife and I love her!

Doing one thing to get out of doing something else!

My wife tends to display a red bottom when performing her duties and it looks like a red bottom may be needed soon.

With Spring now here I, like always, tend to do the Spring cleaning thing.  Throughout Fall and Winter things in the house, garage and in the yard get neglected with items stored or piled up.  So I, like millions I suppose, like to go through everything and throw away what needs to go, keep stuff we don't use anymore to put in our garage sales and work on a list of things that need to be repaired or done before Fall sets in again.

However, my wife tends to see what NEEDS to be done and replaces it with other things she WANTS to get done or a NEW NEEDS to get done.  Take yesterday for an example.  I pointed out that things around the house needed to get done because she had errands that she needed to do and wanted to take off before household chores.  She assured me that there would be time to get chores done when she got home.  When she got home she fixed dinner and that's pretty much it.  The same laundry has been in the dryer since Thursday and I've been patient but it's now spanking time.  The living room is a mess this morning and she said she would straighten it up after her errands yesterday.  

She starts a temporary job tomorrow which will leave little to no time to do all that needs to be done around the house.  I understand and support her reason for the job but not at the sacrifice of other things that need her attention.  I joked last night that it would be uncomfortable for her when she goes to work because she will be sitting most of the day.  However, she may find it hard to sit!

 

Give her what she wants and needs.

I give my wife what she needs by keeping her in line and out of chaos.  She has trouble with managing her time but works harder at it knowing that if she isn't managing her time well she'll get spanked.  She need direction and even purpose and I feel I help provide both.  For that her world rotates better.

I give her what she wants by being the Head of the House and being responsible and accountable.  I also give her lots of love and absolutely love to have her sit on my face while my tongue drives her wild.  Recently while I was licking her clit wild she began giving me a blowjob.  That's been something hard for her to want to do because of her past but now she goes right to it and I love it and love her even more for doing it.  

Shaving Her Myself!

I discovered that it's much easier for me to shave my wife than for her to do it.  Not to mention it's fun!  Afterward, to check out how smooth my work is, we get in the 69 position and go to town.

I suppose this does get her out of getting spanked for not keeping herself shaved but it is much easier for her this way.  I would invite other husbands to do the same.  While your shaving you have good quality time talking about things too.

I consider myself rather blessed to have my wife in my life and I don't believe there is anything I wouldn't do for her, except NOT spank her when she needs it. 

Something to Consider?

So I get this email from a submissive named Samantha who lives near me and she wants me to consider her as a submissive.  I get this a lot and don't usually take is serious.  However, our correspondence lately leads me to believe that she is truly sincere. 

Dear Sir,

My name is Samantha and I just recently discovered how close I live to you.  I have watched your videos and believe I would benefit from your guidance and discipline.  I was previously involved in a Loving Domestic Discipline relationship and realize how necessary it is for me to be accountable for times when I am out of line.  While I do not enjoy the pain of spankings and firm discipline, I realize they help me to become a better person by learning to be more respectful, obedient, submissive, and feminine.

I am wondering if you would consider accepting me into your family as a submissive for your guidance, nurturing, training, and discipline.  I would like to know if there is an introduction period (ie a physical inspection, evaluation of obedience, etc.) or anything else I might anticipate should you allow me to submit to you.

Sincerely,

Samantha

Spanked again!

Once again I allowed my wife to slip on some things because last week she was experiencing some pretty severe headaches.  Those were over and done with Thursday and she mentioned herself how things needed to be picked up.  However, once again she kept putting it off until I got up Saturday morning and tripped on a cord that she had been told time and time again shouldn't be there.

 

Not to mention the pile of different items everywhere in the living room.  Again she gets focused on one thing and neglects almost everything else.

I've learned that I have to just be consistent with her.  This time it was a no holds bared bare bottom spanking.

Her bottom would be very red this time and having to drive to Seattle would be very uncomfortable.

She really hates to hear "Diaper position".  She makes a sigh and closes her eyes tightly.  With that position I can really make her bottom sting.

Afterward it's always a good idea to further put her in her place by giving me a handjob and blowjob and then finish it off with a good hard fucking.

I'll call her Angel

My Black Widow wife and I were in a pretty thick and nasty divorce when I met, I'll call her Angel.  Going through the divorce from hell was pretty much taking up my extra time and when I met Angel I wasn't at all looking to get into another relationship.

I had gone back to the Karaoke place, I hadn't been there in years, and word traveled fast that I was going through a divorce.  Angel wanted to sing a duet with me so I sang one with her.  After word she invited me to her table and started telling me how much better of a girl friend, or wife, she would be.  It seems like the best luck I've had in finding submissives is when I wasn't looking.  And not just, not looking, but practically pushing away from them, or her.

The more Angel hinted and pushed the more I stepped back.  I did that because I really wasn't interested, not that she wasn't pretty but I had a lot on my plate in my personal life.  She wanted my phone number and at the time I couldn't have imagined her a submissive.

She called almost twice a day for about a week or so.  Sometimes just leaving a message and other times she'd actually get me at home.  Again, there weren't a lot of cell phones around yet.  Finally she said she wanted to cook me a dinner at her place.  I accepted the invitation and the dinner wasn't half bad.  She had a 15 or 16 year old daughter and she was there too.   After dinner she gave me a hug and I left.

She didn't seem, or wasn't my type, and I kept putting her off until she finally wanted to know straight out if we could date.  I told her straight up and matter of factly that I spank and added, to really make her uninterested, that from what I could see she needed a lot of training.  Yes, training.  I did say that to her.  I think she was, shall I say, so hard up to be in a relationship that she agreed to the spankings by saying something to the effect that, "I can think of a lot of times when I needed a spanking."  And, "I think training is a good idea."

It turned out that she was on a house monitor for her second or third DUI that of course wasn't her fault.  At that time too her daughter, as young as she was, moved out to and into her boyfriends place.  Her boyfriend was still in his teens and lived at home so it was strange to say the least.  Because of her leg monitor she couldn't leave the house except once a week and she chose the Karaoke place as the one place.

I had stopped by unannounced a few hours after we'd talked on the phone and she was both happily surprised and embarrassed because of how messy her place was.  I can tell I had a spanking good time taking her around the apartment and spanking her for one mess after another.  It was her first time to ever get spanked as an adult and it made her hot and horny.  As the relationship went on it was clear that she was used to abusive relationships and was more used to getting violently knocked around by her boyfriends than calmly and benevolently spanked.

Within less than a week I had her trained to meet me at her apartment door when I came over, go to her knees and start giving me a BJ.  If I didn't feel she was giving her all I would spank her as incentive and it worked well.  She was a very out spoken person, rebellious for certain and opinionated.  Not that out spoken and opinionated is wrong but I'm mentioning that because from standing outside the relationship you would NEVER guess she was being trained and spanked almost daily.

As I watched her in social situations she reminded me of a lot of women through the years who have had strong views and opinions about feminism and equal rights for women and so on.  On the outside she was this feminist, almost activist, and on the other hand when I would pick her up from her DUI classes once a week at night I would park anywhere secluded and tell her to give me a BJ and she'd do it immediately.

One of the best spanking experiences with her was when I found out that she had said some nasty things to a friend of hers at the Karaoke place.  I don't even remember what it was all about but I told her to apologize to her and tell her friend that for her behavior she would be getting spanked and I wanted her to come over and witness the spanking.  It was another one of those off the wall, let's try this and see what happens moments.  Angel came back over about 10 minutes later and waited for me to ask her about her friend's response.  I asked and she replied, "She'll come over but she has to leave now, so she'll follow us home."

Her friend followed us out the door and she went to her car and we went to mine.  Sure enough she followed us home, parked and went into Angel's apartment with us.  Once we were all through the door I sat on the back of the couch, pulled Angel over my lap, lifted up her dress and down came her panties.  Her friend stood there frozen as I began spanking Angel's bottom soundly.  Angel quickly started with the tears and when I was finished she, without thinking her friend was there, dropped to her knees after I was done with the spanking and began unbuckling my belt for my BJ.  The second her friend realized what was now going to happen she said, "I'd better go now," turned and as she walked out the door said, "I'll call you later."

I have to admit that for the most part Angel was just a joy toy.  Actually she was my first and only.  In other words I had no plans with any kind of serious future with her.  I knew on the one hand she was using me because of her DUI stuff.  I could also see, from time to time, her anger issues that would flare up.  She was also extremely jealous too.  Just talking to another woman would cause her to question, "What did you say to her?  What did she say to you?  Why were you talking to her?"   It could be that I was just talking to the female clerk at a gas station and I'd get a thousand questions when I got in the car.

When I did break it off it actually took about 4 months for it to happen.  She was in deep denial.  If I had seen her making serious changes due to her DUI I might have kept the relationship going but she was in such denial about so many things.

Spanked by daddy and ready for me 3

The first thing she did after coming out of the bathroom was to hand me her panties and then, as a way to distract me, said, "What would you like for breakfast," as she walked into the kitchen.

I could easily say that from the moment she walked into the bathroom her mood changed.  Before there was a bit of a sassy nature about her but after removing her panties she seemed, careful I guess is the word.

She made a wonderful breakfast and left no chance for me to spank her.  That was good I suppose.  I had been so bold with the spanking, because of what I heard before but also because she was a bit clingy, and thought that if I mentioned spanking she would go her way and no longer be clingy.

She disappeared after I eat and sat down in my chair to digest and watch a little T.V.  I later discovered she went upstairs to my bedroom and made my bed and put a load of laundry in.  Then without saying anything to her she knelt in front of me, unbuckled my pants and began giving me head right then and there.  All I did was mention spanking and she made breakfast, cleaned my house and sexually satisfied me.  It didn't sound like a bad thing at all.

After finishing me off she was very apologetic about breaking the yoke on one of my eggs.  She was actually worried about it.  As we talked it turned out that she would have been in big trouble had that happened at home.  I learned more that there had been more going on with her father and in fact he had been turned in years earlier for sexually abusing her.  At the time I felt like I would come in an rescue her but it turned out that you can only rescue someone who wants to be rescued.

We dated for about 2 months or so and in that time she got spanked maybe 3 times.  It was too odd for me after awhile and I had to break it off.  I suspected that she and her dad, perhaps with her mother's knowledge too, were an item and it was getting beyond the twilight show kind of stuff.

I learn something from every relationship.  Something about myself and about women in general.  At that time in my life I learned that there are more strange things going on in the world than I realized or could imagine.  I also learned that if I met another woman who looked at her dad the same way she did, once I kinda knew, that I should run, not walk, from the relationship.

 

Spanked by daddy and ready for me

I don't recall how I met Angie but one evening we were out late, with midnight approaching, and I heard her the 26 year old say, "I got to get home or my dad'll beat my butt," and I was hooked.

After she dashed I started inquiring to the friend she made the statement to and she confirmed that she would indeed get spanked, by her dad, if she was late getting home.  Of course she swore me to secrecy when she told me about it.

I recall thinking I'd just take a wild stab at taking her out to see if I could get her to divulge spanking in her life.  I was, to say the least, curious.  It's funny how you remember some things and not others.  I don't recall how Angie and I actually met but I recall her insisting I had to meet the parents.  This was in the late 90's so it would seem odd to most but a welcome flash back to the 50's and 60's for me.

Because I was willing to meet her parents on that first date, she said yes to us going out.  I of course had to pick her up at her place and I had no idea what to expect.  I expected her dad to open the door when I got there but instead it was her mom.  She invited me to site down in the living room and asked if I wanted coffee or something to drink.  I love coffee so I said coffee would be fine.

She brought the coffee in, sat down and started in with some questions.  The questions were pretty general like, "Where do you work?" and "Where do you plan to go this evening?"  It didn't go like I imagined it would and I don't recall how I imagined it would go.  Perhaps after 5 or so minutes Angie came into the living room and a few minutes later her dad made an appearance buy walking into the dining room to say hello.  I thought there would be more to it but I suppose they just wanted to meet me and that was how they met me.

We went to dinner and I remember the most memorable thing came when she whispered that she doesn't have sex on the first date.  I almost laughed because it didn't matter to me and because she said it so emphatically.  I worked as a night auditor so I had to take her home in time for me to get to work and I wasn't planning of going to bed with her.  We had a great evening and I walked her to the door, gave her a kiss and left for work that first date.  It was all so 50's I suppose.

Back then there weren't many people who had cell phones, just land phones or home phones with answering machines.  When I got home I found about two or three messages from her that were left through the night.  It seemed she really enjoyed the evening.  

I called her back the next day, which was in the afternoon because of my night time schedule.  She seemed a bit upset at first because didn't dawn on her that I'd been up all night and went to bed around 8 in the morning.  She was thinking that I was ignoring her or something.  I could tell there was something in her voice that seemed held back so I asked her what was wrong.  She then explained that she was hoping to her from me sooner.  I had to explain that I just got up about an hour before I called her.   I could almost hear the electrons connecting in her brain as she realized she had made a hasty judgement.  She immediately apologized for her attitude and asked if she could take me to breakfast or something.  I thought it odd that she'd be so apologetic but what the heck.

She didn't know my address and wanted to pick me up so I gave it to her and she said she'd be on her way.  By the time I got ready she was at the door and still apologetic.  I invited her in and as she walked in the house she suggested we could either go out or she would be happy to make me breakfast at home.  I couldn't pass it up, it was the first thing that came into my brain and I said, "Well if you're going to make something here you'll have to abide by my rules.  It's probably too soon in our relationship for that so maybe we should go out?"

That feminine curiosity couldn't contain itself and she had to ask, "What rules do you mean?" 

   

My Story Pt 10

She had never had a warm up spanking leading into the punishment spanking.  All the spankings she had received before mine had been full blown punishment, beat her ass spankings.

She certainly felt her bottom warming and felt discomfort from the sting of each smack but from her vast experience in getting spanked she thought it was pretty easy going.  The fact is that the kind of spanking I gave her has a far more lasting effect afterward.

After her spanking I had her kneel in front of me and said, "Now, what do you think you should be doing?"  She didn't hesitate or ask a single question.  She just began unbuckling my belt and slid my pants and underwear down.  I was harder than a rock so once she slid her lips over me I had to prevent myself from cumming.  

We spent the next hour at least having the hottest sex she ever had.  She came at least 3 times and later told me she couldn't believe how the spanking intensified the sex.

A few hours later and for the next few days though she found it very difficult to sit.  Each time she did sit down it instantly shot a reminder to her brain of both her spanking and the sex.  She told me she creamed her pants just about every time she sat down.

She moved in about 2 weeks later and for about 6 months her spankings and the sex was just as intense as that first day.  However, it turned out that she was married and her husband was in the military.  Long story short she called me at work and explained the whole marriage thing and that she was leaving to go back to him.  She had been hounding him to go to officer training to become an officer and told him that if he did go she'd come back to him.  Apparently, it was very important for her to be an officer's wife.  I do know one thing.  Once she had a taste of Spanking and Sex she, I'm sure, had a hard time returning to a Vanilla relationship.


I came out of that relationship learning a bit more than when I went in.  For example, I realized that there are things that can't be Spanked out of someone.  In other words spanking doesn't work for somethings.  I mentioned she was from the South but I didn't mention she used, shall I say, more colorful metaphors when I came to speaking about EVERYONE who didn't have WHITE skin.  It was simply how she was raised and refused to change.


Certain things like gambling or drug use need counseling as a more effective way to stop rather than spanking.  I would guess though that in a very few cases spanking might work but I'm more inclined to believe counseling first and foremost.

 

My Story Pt 8

..."You're right.  I'm sorry."  I quickly replied, "I'm right about your swearing or your butt needing to be blistered"

"No, you're right about both!"  She said in all sincerity.  We were just about to pull into the driveway when I kept the momentum going by saying, "Then I think you need to march yourself up to my room and get ready for a good ol' fashion spanking."

She didn't say, "Are you crazy?" or "You can &$#^ off right now!"  Instead she replied in a very submissive voice, "I'm gonna get my butt beat ain't I?"  I of course replied, "That's right.  Or you can stay in your car and drive away."

Now keep in mind this really happened and my heart was pounding as we sat in the car during this verbal exchange.  But, when she turned the car off and we both started opening our doors to get out I honestly couldn't believe the moment.  

I started up the back stairs first and listened to hear her footsteps follow behind me.  She was quite and had nothing to say at this point.  There were no questions of any kind coming from her and as I opened the door and motioned for her to walk in first.  My heart was pounding out of my chest as she took the last step inside and I closed the door behind us.

The only words she said after getting inside were, "Can I use your bathroom first?"  I replied, "Of course," as I hung up my coat and pretended to be casual.  This had never happened like this before without some discussion and time to think.  I sat down in my chair in the living room and turned on the T.V. while she was in the bathroom.

Perhaps 10 minutes had passed from the time she replied, "You're right.  I'm sorry," and I was finally calming down.  In part because part of me was saying she's in there convincing herself she's going to leave.  But only a few minutes later she walked out and in a different tone asked, "Can I leave my coat and purse here?"  I answered, "That's fine."

She asked no more questions and didn't say another word as she turned to walk up the stairs.  One foot at a time in a nice steady motion.  Then I heard my bedroom door close.  She didn't ask how I wanted her to get ready or anything.  As I sat in the chair it was all a mystery to me now as to how this was going to play out.  Was she going to just be standing there waiting for me to enter and then tell her what should come off? 

I gave her about 5 of the longest minutes in my life and then started up the stairs.  She could hear each of my foot steps as they got closer to the top and I wondered how that was making her feel.  I got to the top, took a breath, opened the door and went in.  

My Story Pt 6

I never thought I'd say this but, "In my day..."

I'm on Fetlife at least twice a day checking threads and I'm amazed at comments I've heard from guys who say they can't find that special someone.  I even read that from women too.

The internet has been around for over 40 years now but as for all of us using it like we do today it's only been around 15 years.  The ability to connect to like minded people as increased 100% every year since then.  If I had the internet, in my day, in my 20's I can't even fathom were I'd be today.

For years I thought I was the only one on the planet that felt the way I do about spanking.  If I was 22 all over again and I wanted to know if there were others who felt as I do I would be instantly connected to thousands, 10's of thousands and even more.

I had to be pretty bold, looking back now, to date only women who understood spanking in a lifestyle.  Since 1993, for example, there's only been one woman I can think of who didn't accept my spanking lifestyle.

I still remember telling her she was going to get spanked and when she did get that first and only spanking.  Which was no butt burner, believe me.  Anyway, a few days later she called and very nicely said that she didn't believe adults should punish or get punished that way.  I then remarked that, "Does that mean you're not willing to be spanked again?"  And she said yes to my question.

To her surprise I then calmly and in a very nice tone told her that I wished her all the best in life and hoped that she would one day find her special someone.  She then replied, "What a minute, you're breaking up with me?"

She was sure that by telling me about her feeling regarding spanking that I would just NOT spank her every again, but keep the relationship.  Well, first off she needed her bottom spanked on a regular basis and there was no way I would be dating her another day and not put her across my lap when she needed it.  Second, I vowed never again to date anyone who didn't understand my feelings about spanking.

None of us really have to put up with not having that special someone in our lives, especially today.  However, for some guys I do understand that it can be difficult.  If you're an Asshole, have No sense of humor, look for every and any reason to spank or punish, smell badly and or you're a narcissist and believe the world revolves around you, then no wonder it's hard to find someone.  It's not that you spank or want a DD or HOH relationship it's that you're a jerk and an Asshole plain and simple.

I have found that those who want a kinky lifestyle want the same things Vanilla relationships want too.  No one is going to want a relationship with me, for very long for sure, if I'm lurking around every corner to discipline them.  If I'm setting ridiculous rules even a goddess or god couldn't follow.  If I'm boring to be around because I have no sense of humor or only take one shower a week then why would someone want a long term or any term relationship? 

My Story Pt 5

Training a wife or submissive may seem demeaning to some, or most, but it's not at all.  I've found that just about every partner I've had wants to know just what makes me excited.  For many it can be an uncomfortable thing to go through.  What pleases or excites one man may do little for another.

So instead of talk about what I like it has worked out through the years that I simple train.  You would be amazed at how quick your submissive or wife learns how to please you when spanking is involved when she doesn't.

The idea was actually introduced by my second wife who wanted me to show her, by training her, just what I liked.  We had kept many secrets from each other before spanking became part of our everyday life.  There were many things she didn't do sexually because I hadn't said anything.  So for quite awhile it was "Let the fun begin".

Some take it too seriously, both the submissive and the Dominant.  Some Dom's feel they're as close to a god as any one can be and some submissives get outraged because they take it wrong.  Oh well you can't please everyone.

I have found over the years that leaving it up to my partner to please me sexually also gets too overwhelming and frustrating.  Isn't it easier as a submissive to say, "I really can't do this or that but I'm open for anything else."  As a Dom, or a husband, if I know that my wife, or submissive, can't do oral for whatever reason I'm going to respect that.  Maybe in the future she will but if it's something that she can't do now, or ever, then that's that.  But, what if she'll do pretty much anything else?  What's anything, or everything, else?


I first want to know her limits and limitations.  After that everything else is open and my imagination leads the way.  And trust me I have a great imagination.

My Story Pt 3

We had realized that we could talk about anything now.  I know it sounds funny but back then, being young I suppose and the way we were raised, you just didn't talk about some things.

We had been married 3 years by then and my wife opened up about how she was glad to I was a real man, in her words.  I learned that she had been raised in a very patriarchal family and when her dad said just everyone asked, "How high?"  But I got the real sense that he was also loving and real nice guy too.

She got her first spanking for being late once again, after I had told her what would happen, and I think she was just testing to see if I'd go through with it.  However, the difference between me spanking her and her father was that after word I ordered her on her knees and to thank me for her spanking.  I added that if it wasn't done with enthusiasm I'd spank her again.  It was her first it far better BJ's after spankings were initiated than before.  After some time I then made love to her and she hadn't orgasmed like that ever.

Our marriage, which was really bad before, took off to new heights after spankings were common place with us.  Her view of me also heightened and that in turn bolstered my self-esteem.

I was forever hooked and would never return to a Vanilla relationship again.